Bothwren thought for a moment before nodding her head. "I'm glad we've reached an understanding. But remember: if even a single punch is thrown, you and Njada are both in for a world of pain." With Athis taken care of, the Harbinger made her way to the yard, witnessing Njada and Ria sparring. The sound of clashing steel wasn't new to her, but now there was a much more refined note to it. She chose not to interfere for now, planning on letting Njada tire herself out and be less able to fight back or struggle.
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Woe to thee that ignore the warning signs. Woe to thee who enter this dungeon and traverse it's corridors. Know that when you hear the sounds of screams for mercy, and the indistinguishable thwack of a paddle against bare and quivering buttocks, it shall be too late...
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